When your 7 years old you don't think about tomorrow or next week,

you think about now and the memories.

Well.... not me ,

I thought about the abuse, the misuse and anger. 

No one ever told me how to cope with the feelings.

No one ever told me it would be this hard.

Being 7 with no one to trust isn't easy ,

growing up feeling like something is missing and trying to find it in every boy isn't easy either.

But as time passes I began to learn, 

I couldn't say I didn't trust someone if I never let them in. 

Well "He" was the perfect someone to let in, 

I learned that all men weren't so bad, 

They all didn't want to see me sad. 

Growing up taught me letting the right people in can be for the better and not the worse,